[Chorus - Tate Kobang]
Look at what I’m wearin’
That’s why b*tches starin’
f*ck a hundred coupe I’m tryin’a get me a McLaren
All I talk is FN, now my grandma keep on swearin’
[Verse 1 - Tate Kobang]
Tell her she can f*ck me and that all her b*tches sharin’
Take up off you [?], b*tches tryin’a f*ck [?]
All I drink is lean, ain’t no Henny in my cup, none
Got a plug in New York, I hear he rappin’ Uptown
Call me Jerry Rice, call them plays and I’ma touch down
I’ve been on my sh*t now, I stay with the stick now
And I’m being DC so I call my strap a Glit now
I’m just tryin’a eat now, I ain’t on the strip now
Shorty was a good girl, she just suckin’ di*k and strip now
[Chorus - Tate Kobang]
Look at what I’m wearin’
That’s why b*tches starin’
f*ck a hundred coupe I’m tryin’a get me a McLaren
All I talk is FN, now my grandma keep on swearin’
Tell her she can f*ck me and that all her b*tches sharin’
[Chorus - Tate Kobang]
Look at what I’m wearin’
That’s why b*tches starin’
f*ck a hundred coupe I’m tryin’a get me a McLaren
All I talk is FN, now my grandma keep on swearin’
Tell her she can f*ck me and that all her b*tches sharin’
[Verse 2 - West Side Goldie]
Travel in my Timberlands, you can tell we gettin’ it
I’ve been flippin’ Benjamins, I’ve been takin’ stripper b*tches
My hoes into club [?] and I’ve got my pistol on
I gave them the 100 tens, yeah I’ve got that missle in
Seen them cut the bricks, n*ggas wrap them like they Michellin
17 bands I took a loss up there in Michigen
This is all facts, I’ma keep that sh*t a whole hundred
You was on the block, sellin’ n*gga, I was road runnin’
Ran into your b*tch, on a [?] got her phone number
Shorty let me f*ck, like the smell of that cologne on me
If you call my phone and talk no money, sorry wrong number
Focus [?], watch me beat it like he stole somethin’
[Chorus - Tate Kobang]
Look at what I’m wearin’
That’s why b*tches starin’
f*ck a hundred coupe I’m tryin’a get me a McLaren
All I talk is FN, now my grandma keep on swearin’
Tell her she can f*ck me and that all her b*tches sharin’
[Chorus - Tate Kobang]
Look at what I’m wearin’
That’s why b*tches starin’
f*ck a hundred coupe I’m tryin’a get me a McLaren
All I talk is FN, now my grandma keep on swearin’
Tell her she can f*ck me and that all her b*tches sharin’